Date: Mon, 28 Aug 2006 16:14:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dan R
Subject: Me & Justin (Chapter 1)
This is a true story about me and a friend of mine named Justin in the mid
and late 80's. I changed the names just in case.
It was the summer before the 8th grade. Everything was easy back then. I
caddied to make some money, mowed a few lawns all in hopes if getting a car
in a few years. I got bumped up a grade in elementary school, so I was a
year younger than everybody else. I didn't care though. I had good
friends and I had a reputation as a tough guy for some reason. I had a
typical school-yard fight in the 4th grade with some jerk named Chris. He
was a year older and probably 6 inches taller than me. When we got to the
baseball field to fight, he tripped over something and I wailed on him.
That was the one and only time in my life that I ever got in a fight. But
the rep carried on for years that I was somewhat of a tough guy.
I was a normal kid back then. I was 13 and was pretty well developed for
being a year behind my classmates. I had long blond hair, which was styled
after the Flock of Seagulls (style at the time), I hated wearing shirts
when I wasn't at school. I played almost every sport and I had a lot of
fun. There was always something to do.
My sexual experience up to that time was the following:
When I was 11, me and my buddy Aaron down the road developed a game called
"Hot Dog Machine". We would take turns at ordering Hot Dogs (our dicks)
and then go through the process of sucking each other off. He always
smelled really good for some reason. He had like a 3" dick which curved a
little down. We had a lot of fun. We progressed into something we called
rubbing. When his or my parents were gone, we would come over and get
naked and just rub our cocks together. We would pretend that we were
sleeping and we woke up to find each other on top of us and we would grind
our cocks together forever. We didn't have any clue about cumming or
anything like that, but I remember it felt awesome. We could go on
forever. We did it everywhere. At the beach, we would go out in deep
water and keep ourselves afloat and pull our trunks down and grind in the
water. One time in Aaron's garage, we were grinding each other on a bag of
mulch and his dad walked in the garage door. Somehow we covered it up, we
thought. We probably didn't, but we convinced ourselves he didn't see
anything!
Then when I was 12, me and my best friend Dan decided to joined the
Jr. High wrestling team. He was 13 and had already started to get hair.
He would always show off his pubes to me, but never his dick. I think he
did it to show off. He was a great guy though. I didn't mind. I never
was really concerned about stuff like that. Anyways, I was at a sleepover
at his house and he suggested we go down to their basement to practice
wrestling moves. His folks were already asleep upstairs and they had a big
basement with shag carpeting and stuff. So we started off with normal
wrestling stuff, and then he got me into a wrestling move in which I felt
his dick against my arm and it was really big and hard. I was pretty
surprised because I didn't think he was into this stuff. But we kept on
going and after a while we were both grabbing each other's dicks under our
sweatpants. It was uncoordinated fun, that is for sure. We did this
probably for like 6 sleepovers then he came up with the idea that whoever
could make the other person come first, they would win. I had no idea what
cumming was, so I asked him. I never even had a dry cum up to that point.
He told me all about cumming and jerking off and all of that. It opened up
a whole new world to me. We then proceeded to have one of our "wrestling"
sessions. His dick was really big to me at the time, probably like 6", I
was probably only around 4".
He must have done this before with Jason, who lived up the road because he
got me in a position and sucked me off in a way where I couldn't move out
from under him. But I didn't want to move. It was something that I never
experienced before in my life. After a while, I felt really weird and I
asked him to stop. But he didn't. I was like a sunfish out of water. I
was bouncing all over the place. God, it felt so good. So I guess he won!
I will never forget that night. But I guess, does anybody ever forget
their first cum?
To be continued...